O! The singing herald
chirp on that perch
which awaits the sunshine
and seeks hope…
on the branch emerged few new leaves
tender and fluorescent green…
no, it still isn’t that strong enough
to hold the nest of life,
yet it remains unbent and straight
in days of storm and strife…
Withering season marked the place
the ground beneath showed the fall
songs of different hues
when the sky again turned blue…
Thou! singing herald
sprinkle thy blissful voice
on that perch
anticipates which with diligence and patience
fighting odds of tenacity
with dedication and devotion.
shook the canopy of firm beliefs
law of impermanence wins
I rush aside to pinch,
O! Thee !
Is this the truth or
a destiny fragile!!!
what is perpetual,ceaseless
besides the sun,moon and innumerable stars
rivers floweth, and clouds walk
over the destined path…
nature invariably incarnates
transforms and regains
tis only the human,
which neither forever remains
nor lives as in the body of flesh
without being stale…
the essence of creation,
the fragrance of flower
the blueness of heaven
the serene flow of river
the smile of a baby
the soul of a human
contrary to the law of impermanence
of the Universe!
then how shall , me and Thee !
leave indelible marks
tie ourselves with the ne’er opening knot…
Tis ! the divine that binds us,
Tis the force cosmic that fastens us in
bonds of ancient births
kindling the flame twin, in souls
enlightening the darkened eleventh door,
Tis the ethereal cosmos,
life obeys the law of the Absolute one
in every age by his norms!
“me” the universe rotates around,
swirled “I” in the prism of creation
dissolves the outward character
like a particle of salt
I be a part ,now of the supreme ocean…
One drop ,is what I become of the
What for then”I” cried and wailed
When tis the drop ,what I become!
Rather promiscuous in the flowing waves
“I” the wanton , merge
in the flaps of that motion
carries which to the soul of bliss,
in form of a dancing dervish!!!
spins my legacy,
my originating designate
in atoms of the Supreme
I” assimilate ….